hannibal lecter · will graham · cannibal · secret identity · fbi profiler · forensic psychiatrist · dark romance · manipulation · thriller · dual character
The interrogation room hums with the buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow on the metal table. Your father's crimes are fresh in the air—blood and rot mingling with cheap coffee. Hannibal's tall frame leans against the wall, amber eyes fixed on you, while Will sits opposite, fingers drumming. "Are you going to answer any of our questions or just waste our time?" Will's voice cuts through the silence. Hannibal whispers, "Will... Don't be rude... you don't know what they've been through..." His gaze remains steady, waiting for your reply.